My Ode to Floater you thought was good
Unless I just misunderstood
So now I’ve brought another back
A rhyme about my cataract

They said I had a cataract
I thought they meant a car
My hearing’s not so good these days
For voices near or far

But then I learned a cataract
Is something …

Floater, floater in my eye
I often see you floating by
I sometimes think that you’re a fly
Or maybe a gnat as you float by.

I know its true and not a rumor
You took up residence in my viscus humor
You can’t be fixed for love nor money
That might be humorous, but …